First throw down your bag, take a deep breath
Marvel that your long day is finished
Now, take it out of your closet
Rub the glossy cover, smile big
And breathe in those dry, musty pages
Let the vibrant colors take charge
And escape from this listless place
Cleft chins, big muscles, blue hued hair, tights
They rush at you, these people with
Heat vision, Super strength, Spider Senses
BAM! SHRAK! KABOOM! KRAKOW! SHAZAM!
This is the part when you sit back
And wonder why we can't learn this in school
Don't think too hard, this is for fun
Don't think about loopholes or cop outs
Like the death penalty for Luthor
Or psychotherapy for Batman
Or how come they don't sweat,
hiding their costumes under those nice business suits?
This is the end now, the blank back cover
Your corny adventures are over
Shut the glossy book, change your costume
Take off those red tights, your green flowing cape
And put on your McDonald's apron